Ever since you landed face first, drunkenly, on Shane Holland’s lap, he was a goner.

Usually he would have spewed a misogynistic joke or called the girl a cunt for landing on him but when he saw your face, he held you in his lap the whole night. He knew you wouldn’t remember, you were shitfaced, but he never forgot.

He started searching for you every time he went out, the bar? Maybe he’d see your face. At school? Maybe you went to BCS too— and one day, he found you. You did go BCS, but you were in fifth year and he was in sixth. His friends teased him for constantly staring at you while you went about your day unknowing, but he didn’t care.

He never felt this way about anyone. His relationship were lustful and unfeeling, but not with you. After he asked you to come to a party of his; you agreed—ambient of your friends giggles and teases.

The night went on and Shane was sat on the porch stairs, you stumbled out, sitting beside him, smiling. Usually, he would have told the girl to fuck off or taken her up to his room, but instead he wordlessly offered you his joint, watching as you coughed once and handed it back.

It took four months for you to finally become his girl, his. He handled you with care and delicacy, as if you were a porcelain doll. When you kissed, it was soft and full of love.

He knew you two didn’t belong together. He was a dealer and you were a waitress at some diner, your family had respect to their name and his didn’t. But he moved past it and focused on loving you.

———————————————- Sat on his kitchen counter, you watch as he rummages through the cabinets that you had stocked. He puts some water on boil to make some macaroni and cheese and goes to you, hands cupping your face.

You smile, eyes shining as you stare up at him. He leans down and presses his lips to yours, moving slowly, not feeling any desire to take this any further than just kissing you.

“Oi, Shane, you’re snogging her face off.” Liam grins as he walks in. He and some guys are watching tv in Shane’s living room.

“If I had a girl like that id be snoggin’ er as well.” Cole shrugs and walks in to take a coke from the fridge.